Luyện nghe bài hát That's Me

"music might sound strange and beautiful. You might disembodied,..
boundless, spinning through space..."

Madrox]
me,
the one you see awaken in
or sinner,
the message is in the mixture
Ugly as they might
from the dirt and scum
and to be no one

me,
straight up out my and out my shit
In the alley, with a gat to bash your head wit it
Watch your blood drain outcha onto the ground
And take ya to my where you will never be found

[Jamie
me,
Not a fuck again
unstoppable and I don't have to pretend
Not Rocky, but I'm sure to rock skull
saki, when I'm smokin' monkey paw

me,
kids call me Louie
Cause my slugga rides by my on the daily,
It to me
It me who to ride on (ride on)
We are a team and it's your life we on (C'mon)

You you know me
And my Juggalo (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

Yet in the end they all down (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

Child]
me
Standin' in a of blood
Smokin' a fat ass blunt it up like WHUT??
Feelin' really lonely, and all my are dead
At least that's what the in my head
Just

HEY!!

2 Dope]
That's me all up in mug dont get it punched.
Knock Knock (who There?), now ya all fucked up.
When I my rims stop too.
Then i peel out on ya face ya motha fucka you.

That's Me, crazy, and I'm fucked up and, I got a hostage and the
are just me mad.
Negotiations fell through watch it on the news because i shot
motha fucka in plain view.
2 dope]
That's me, What bitch? You got somthin to
Why my knuckles got you teeth prints all up in em? (ooo)
I em. Why ya face so rough?
Little tape on the fingers and I'm back the fuck up.

You you know me
And my Juggalo (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

Yet in the end they all wannabe (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

[Anybody
That's me right you, Mad as hell, Nose flarin.
Makin all those strange sounds, in ya starin.
over trash cans, breakin 40 bottles.
Villian from the streets, I'm a ghetto model.

J]
That's me in a wig, swingin a machete.
Pig blood on my chest to bring the like confetti.
That's me spittin shit, fuck hardcore
I knives in the crowd and have em runnin for the door.
Killa]
That's me, that's right you known a little better.
I be squashin fuckas for whatever, whenever.
dust from the dead inside ya favorite drink.
Then sit back and laugh and that fat ass head shrink.

J]
That's me, the virgin popper, neck chopper.
Swingin blades like a helicopter. alotta.
me and notice I'm down for the Lotus.
Like a kamikaze I hit the vocal booth and blow (shit the fuck up.... so shut the fuck up.)

You you know me
And my Juggalo (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

Yet in the end all wannabe down (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)